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Mar 2011
Though my body doesn’t yet know your body

And my mind can’t claim a grasp on yours,

I miss you.

A funny thing it is.

After so long spent missing another’s touch,

You come around.

You come around suddenly and it’s your lips I miss.

It’s your hand mine reaches for,

It’s your eyes mine look for,

it is your presence I ache for.
Written by
Ashley Sandstrom
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